Hi there, my name is Kiana, and I’ve had a pretty rough start. My sisters and I were found in a big, dusty horse stall, and we were so tiny and overwhelmed. Everything was loud—the horses stomping around, the clanging of metal, and the people yelling. We were so tiny and weak, and the dust made it hard to breathe. We huddled together, trying to comfort each other, but it felt like no one cared if we lived or died…….